Great Song catcher

Chapter 237 Blood Debt

Yu Wenjue defeated Chi Wu under the knife with the superb Qijue sword intent, looked at everyone in the field coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Who else is willing to come on stage to teach? If no one dares to go on stage, then this lonely Hong The sword belongs to the deity."

The Guhong sword weighs more than a hundred catties, and is best used by powerful people.

Although Yu Wenjue is proficient in sword skills, when he was overseas, he accidentally entered a secret realm, where he obtained a secret book called "Thaumaturgy anyway".

This martial art itself has no lethality, nor does it have any internal skills or moves, but it describes in detail how to practice the martial arts moves forward and backward.

After Yu Wenjue read this book familiarly, he changed the Qijue Saber Intent, which is similar to the Qiankun Shunni Bafeng Sword of the Diancang School. It uses the completely opposite direction and internal force operation method to display the Qijue Saber Intent, and its power is stronger than before. It's more than a few times.

Moreover, it can be distracted and used at the same time, and the moves of Qijue Saber Intent can be used both forward and backward at the same time.

Rely on this miracle.

Yu Wenjue has escaped certain death several times overseas.

However, what made him feel resentful was that he was still unable to find a magical weapon comparable to the Moon Swallowing Saber, and when performing positive and negative thaumaturgy, he always felt a little incompetent.

Now the Famous Sword Conference is held.Yu Wenjue also had the idea of ​​giving it a try, but he did not expect that he would actually meet the Guhong Sword. In his eyes, the Guhong Sword was more valuable than the other six swords, and it was the most suitable for him to use.

So far.

He wields the sword with his left hand and carries the saber with his right hand, while exercising the Qijue Sword Intent, even if he fights against the other two of the three martial idiots, he may not be unable to win the battle. Yu Wenjue asked again, but there was still no answer from the audience.

But just when he was about to get the sword, Liu Yue, the dao sword of the Diancang Sect, suddenly walked out of the crowd.

Yu Wenjue was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, "What does Hero Liu mean?"

He Fang returned from overseas in less than ten months, so most of the people and things in the Central Plains Wulin are still stuck in the time when he left a few years ago. Gang Realm is not 01:30 points worse than his Transformation Realm's cultivation base, and now Liu Yue's energy and spirit are introverted, and his cultivation base cannot be seen at all on the surface.

So Yu Wenjue didn't take him seriously.

"Brother Yuwen."

After Liu Yue came out, he cupped his hands slightly, and then said: "This sword is destined for me, brother Yuwen, please don't blame me."

"Fate?"

Yu Wenjue sneered and said:

"Liu Yue, I haven't seen you for a few years. I didn't expect you to be so funny now. From what you said just now, I thought you abandoned the Tao to become a Buddhist monk and became a monk?"

"Brother Yuwen was joking."

After hearing what he said, Liu Yue still chuckled with a good temper: "If brother Yuwen is willing to give up this sword to me, Liu is willing to give it to me with the Biyue Saber."

"Biyue Knife?"

Yu Wenjue's complexion changed slightly.

As a great expert in saber techniques, he naturally knew the name of Biyue Dao.

During the Warring States period, a master used this knife to stab the king to death, and then fell into the hands of the ancestor of the Diancang Sect, and became the secret treasure of the Diancang Sect.

However, this knife is not as good as it is in the eyes of experts in knife skills, because this knife may be more suitable to be called a dagger. It is only one foot and seven inches long, and it is only suitable for those who practice small kung fu or are good at light kung fu. For such a domineering master of swordsmanship, it is simply not in his hand.

"Although the Biyue Sword is good, it cannot compare with the Guhong Sword."

Yu Wenjue made a decision quickly.

"How about the experience of stepping into the realm of God?"

Liu Yue dropped another blockbuster.

"What did you say?"

Yu Wenjue was stunned.

In today's martial arts world, there seems to be a large number of martial artists who are in the state of gods. There are more than 200 people who know and don't know, but they are distributed throughout the world, but they are very few.

If it is said that out of a thousand martial arts practitioners, half of them can be promoted to Xiantian, then less than [-]% of the masters who can finally reach the realm of heaven and man, and these [-]% of the masters of the realm of heaven and man, I am afraid that most of them will not be able to be promoted to heaven in their entire lives. Enchanted.

Therefore, all sects and aristocratic families regard the experience of stepping into the realm of gods as a treasure.

Although he, Yu Wenjue, is known as the Three Idiots of the Martial Arts, and his cultivation has reached the pinnacle of Heavenly Human Transformation, but he is only a casual cultivator, and has no previous experience to learn from, so he can only explore blindly by himself.

But in the end, it was twice the result with half the effort, and there was no progress in ten years.

"You, have you been promoted to the state of ecstasy?"

Yu Wenjue asked in disbelief.

Liu Yue didn't speak, but just nodded.

A sword intent emanated from the body, and then the sky was suddenly filled with wind and clouds, and there were many visions...

Yu Wenjue smiled wryly.

I have been away overseas for several years, but now I see my old friend again, but things are different.

In the past, Liu Yue was far from being his opponent, but now Liu Yue has become a high-ranking martial artist, what can I use to fight against him? He should have turned into a corpse by now.

"Admit defeat, this Guhong Sword belongs to Brother Liu."

Yu Wenjue said in a bitter tone.

"Thank you Brother Yuwen."

Liu Yue smiled and said: "When this matter is over, I would like to give away all my trance experience."

"Thank you Brother Liu!"

Gu Hongjian found its owner.

Naturally, Yu Wenjue would not be bored anymore, and with his innate level of cultivation, he simply had no ability to fight for the remaining few swords.

After that.

Yu Wenjue turned around and walked off the field.

"Wait a minute!"

But this time.

But Nie Feng stood up suddenly, his figure flickered, and he fell into the arena like a swimming dragon.

Yu Wenjue and Liu Yue looked at him at the same time.

"Yu Wenjue!"

Nie Feng had a murderous aura on his body, and his eyes under the bronze mask seemed to be solidified.

"Who are you?"

Yu Wenjue sneered when he saw Nie Feng.

"Debt collector!"

Nie Feng said coldly: "I'm here to ask you for a blood debt!"

"There are countless people who died under the knife of this deity, so what are you?"

Yu Wenjue was depressed, and his words were full of sarcasm.

"Three years ago, outside the city of Youzhou, there was a ten-mile wasteland!"

"You shouldn't forget!"

Yu Wenjue was shocked when he heard the words.

But the expression on his face was still very flat.

"I don't even know what you're talking about?"

Yu Wenjue's face darkened.

There was also a coldness in his eyes.

It was because of this that he fled overseas back then. He thought that this matter had already been settled, and he asked himself that he did it very cleanly without leaving any clues.

How did this masked person know?
"It doesn't matter if you don't know, I will remind you!"

Nie Feng gave a cold shout, and pointed at Yu Wenjue's eyebrows with sharp fingers!

(End of this chapter)